Тексты песен «Puff Daddy»

Yeah Its Bad Boy Baby Neptunes And we won't stop (I like that) 'Cause we can't stop Yeah Let me tell you something [Verse I] Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick I was on 1-2-5 and Saint Nich Chillin'...

(diddy) You're gonna believe me no though Tryin to get up in your body your spirit take your soul (chorus) Come here girl Let me creep in your world Let me see the backside of your move No vickies only la Perla...

(Diddy) You gonna believe me now though Tryin' to get up in your body your spirit take your soul (Chorus) Come here girl Let me creep in your world Let me see the backside of your moon No Vickies only the pearl Let me...

Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing As majestic bells of bolts, struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing Flashing for...

Ricki Ross] Hello Good morning tell me what the lip read Pretty face, thin waist with the sick weave First time fish tailing in the 6 speed Real bad boy tell em come and get me I'm at the fight, been kinda like...

Biggie: Uh, uh, uh Ain' no shook hands in brook-lyn auto futigued then fitigue the enemy look man you wanna see me locked up, shot up moms crotched up over the casket screamin bastard cryin, know my friends is lyin i...

Then, there are the times in my life When I feel, trapped Feel there's, no way out No escape To be honest, I don't know where my life is goin Where I'll end up at I just don't know Verse One: Puff Daddy I looked back...

Then, there are the times in my life When I feel, trapped Feel there's, no way out No escape To be honest, I don't know where my life is goin Where I'll end up at I just don't know Verse One: Puff Daddy I looked back...

[Jay-Z] Picture me ballin' in the drop top, open skies In something foreign, soarin', 145 The God is calling for my body, let my spirit fly I want it all, no lie Picture me pourin' poppin' something imported...

[Jay-Z] Picture me ballin' in the drop top, open skies In something foreign, soarin', 145 The God is calling for my body, let my spirit fly I want it all, no lie Picture me pourin' poppin' something imported Pedal...

[Jay-Z] Picture me ballin' in the drop top, open skies In something foreign, soarin', 145 The God is calling for my body, let my spirit fly I want it all, no lie Picture me pourin' poppin' something imported Pedal...

[Jay-Z] Picture me ballin' in the drop top, open skies In something foreign, soarin', 145 The God is calling for my body, let my spirit fly I want it all, no lie Picture me pourin' poppin' something imported Pedal...

[Puff Daddy] Yo Puff Daddy Get off me Ladies & gentlemen You're about to witness something that you've never witnessed before Sauce Money's in the house & he brought his man with him I leave rap in a state of shock...

[Mase] Uh, uh, come on, uh It be the same cats that wouldn't listen to my demo Now I want they ass in my limo cuz now I'm a sex symbol Intercontinental, L.A. airplay, just like Jay Leno Now all the labels out wanna send...

Chorus: Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Verse One: Puff Daddy Yeah...

[Chorus:] Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh [Verse One: Puff Daddy] Yeah yeah,...

[Hook:] Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh [Verse One: Puff Daddy] Yeah yeah,...

Chorus: Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing You don't really wanna stop Eh eh Verse one: puff daddy Yeah...

(feat. Cee-Lo, Nas) [Diddy] The world at my sneakers, Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether, Came on the scene at 19 a gritty fiend for, Money, power, respect,...

(feat. Cee-Lo, Nas) [Diddy] The world at my sneakers, Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features, Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether, Came on the scene at 19 a gritty fiend for, Money, power, respect,...